Pain?
Talulah once had a title—one who brought suffering to this land. If even she found it painful, and even went out of her way to warn her without caring about losing face, then the pain... probably was no joke.
"Looks like you understand too."
Having reminded her to this extent, Talulah felt she had said all there was to say. With a sweep of her sleeve, she gestured for FrostNova to leave first.
"I've been through quite a lot lately... We can talk in detail later. Right now, I just want some peace and quiet to sort through the information I know."
FrostNova nodded inexplicably.
If her memory was correct, Crownslayer had gone upstairs several times to receive orders, then come back down with a reverent expression to relay them to everyone in the Reunion Movement. During that time, Talulah should have remained at the top of the tower.
How could... a shut-in have experienced that much?
FrostNova knew this because she was a shut-in too when she was bored, often curling up in her tent to watch television.
As for herself, what would she do after learning this news?
First, she would go to the Shrine.
FrostNova set off at once. Lungmen was not so easy to sneak into, and she did not want to crawl through the sewers again, so she chose an easier route.
Rumble, rumble~
As dawn approached, a refrigerated delivery truck traveled through the Lungmen Outer Ring. Ice cream was printed on its body, and FrostNova stood silently amid buckets of colorful food coloring, like a little white rabbit stepped out of a fairy tale.
But her expression was anything but "fairy-tale-like." It was cold and stiff, and each breath she exhaled formed a pale, quiet mist.
"..."
She was pondering the meaning of